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  Cody

  These are his words, I am going to compile them here as accurately as I can from memory, and I think it’s pretty accurate. I’ll never forget what he said to us that day. This boy who was so quiet, so kept to himself, he unloaded everything he had probably been wanting to say to the world since he was a child. I’m doing my best to keep editing and hindsight to a minimum as I give you a dose of what he said. To imagine what he was feeling when he committed that act, I’m not saying it was right, I don’t even know if it was right. I just know the horrible things that happened after it. Maybe Susie has been right all these years, that the friendship I felt towards him was just pity. That it was pity for a pathetic excuse for a man. We’re almost done with this story, and I still don’t know if writing it down has helped me work through it anymore than sitting on it for over a decade has.

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  Here’s the way things seemed, from Christian’s point of view.